For me, sleeping in clothes feels like unnecessary confinement. The freedom of sleeping nude transforms rest into something more profound like the difference between swimming in clothes versus feeling water against bare skin. Whether at home, in hotels, or visiting friends or family, I quietly maintain this ritual. Though I can't pinpoint exactly when it began, I remember early nights of waiting until the house fell silent before slipping free from pajamas, discovering that indescribable sensation of cool sheets against unbound skin. From there, I was hooked.

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